Thor's Return to Power

Chen Changsheng was unmoved by Loki's excitement.

Without even putting himself in Loki's shoes, he could tell why the man was so excited. After all, Loki had been treated this way by Thor ever since they were children. During the Battle of New York, Loki himself had been in the Hulk's hands just like this. This moment was exactly like that one.

Seeing his champion gain such an advantage, Grandmaster was even happier than the Hulk below. His wild, excited applause made him look like an entirely different person from the amiable Grandmaster he usually was.

And it was not just Grandmaster. The entire arena had fallen into a feverish frenzy. The wild cries of "Hulk! Hulk!" rang through the heavens.

Compared with Grandmaster's fervor, Chen Changsheng still wore a faint, almost imperceptible smile. Thor's strength was far from limited to this. Even without Mjolnir, he was still Asgard's strongest warrior. The Asgardian race had unified the Nine Realms by relying on the tremendous individual combat power of its warriors.

Odin and Hela had both once suppressed the Nine Realms. Thor possessed the bloodline of a true god as well, so there was no reason for him to be this useless. It was still impossible to say who would win.

Thor had lived for thousands of years, and the richness of his battle experience was beyond ordinary people's imagination. In the past, he had been able to crush every enemy with Mjolnir, so he had rarely needed to use his true abilities. But that did not mean Thor lacked such strength.

Mjolnir had been crushed by Hela, and he was facing an evenly matched enemy. The Hulk even faintly surpassed him in strength... For a moment, Thor had no choice but to devote his entire mind to the battle.

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